"Yeah, there've been some advancements in the tech," York said loosely in what was probably the understatement of the year. "We've still got physical locks, y'know. At least we do in my world. You just don't see 'em so much in a place like this. It's all digital security now. But the basic principle's the same." She shrugged, draining her glass and setting it down on the bar. "So, what, your dad a locksmith, or is he whatever your equivalent of an infiltrations expert is?"
I WANT THEM TO FALL ASLEEP ON THE COUCH TOGETHER WATCHING TV OR SOMETHING EQUALLY CUTE